Chapter 132 9-turn Thunderbolt Success!Start the first battle of the Terran counterattack
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Xuan Er
"That is?"
Hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Numerous cultivators of Martial Masters and Martial Saints can be seen from afar.
"Is there anyone who wants to condense the true thunder pill?"
"Such a huge movement...could it be the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Thunder?"
"I don't know who from my ancient clan broke through to Martial Lord, who has such courage!"
"I hope he can condense into one. At that time, my ancient clan Wu Zun will have a great power."
Above the sixth-level spirit vein.
Hundreds of purple thunderbolts complement each other, illuminating the entire sky like daytime!
"Thundering True Pill!"
"It turned out to be Thunder True Pill!"
"He actually wanted to condense the true thunder pill!"
In an instant, more than a dozen martial saints exclaimed in surprise, their eyes already extremely shocked.
"Wrong! It's the Nine-Turn Thunderbolt True Pill!"
Lei Zhan let out a low cry, his face extremely ugly!
In fact, what he condensed was also Thunder True Pill!
However, it is the Seventh Rank Thunderbolt True Pill!
Even so, it is comparable to the Nine Rank Martial Dao True Pill!
But recalling the past scene, he still has lingering fears.
Because those dozens of yellow thunderbolts are too terrifying!
If it weren't for the Martial Immortal guardian that day, he would have been destroyed in body and spirit long ago.
result!
This guy in front of him actually dared to condense the Nine-Turn Thunderbolt! Hundreds of purple thunderbolts as thick as arms!
He is dying!
"Anheng!"
Qi Changfeng roared angrily.
"It's too late..."
Pei Jie sighed softly.
"This, so many thunders! I've never seen them in my life!"
"Anheng, he, is he going to die?"
"No way?"
There was despair in the eyes of the Martial Emperors.
"An Heng, you bastard..." Fang Xuan gritted his teeth.
You guy, are you too ambitious?
The Nine-rank Martial Dao True Pill is still underestimated, and the Nine-rank Thunder True Pill needs to be condensed!
These real pills with special attributes are all close to death!
"and many more!"
Liu Guo suddenly thought of something, and was about to yell out... A golden light that was extremely dazzling burst into bloom in an instant!
The dazzling light made hundreds of purple thunderbolts eclipse at this moment!
"That is!"
"Hundred Turns Alchemy Golden Body!"
"Hundred Turns Alchemy Golden Body!"
"Hundred Turns Alchemy Golden Body No. 18 Floor!"
Pei Jie's eyes widened, even if it was him, he couldn't believe it.
One hundred turns to refine the golden body of the gods, temper the body with gods, and cultivate to the first level, and can cover the surface of the body with a faint layer of golden body.
Every time one level is raised, the thickness of the golden body will increase.
And the thickness of Anheng's golden body is, without a doubt, the No. 18 layer!
Are you kidding?
Even he has only trained the Hundred-Turn Alchemy Golden Body to the fifth floor of No.20?
Nearly a hundred years!
"What? No. 18 floor!"
"No. 18th floor! How is it possible! He can practice peerless exercises to the eighteenth floor???"
"Is he a monster?"
At this moment, all martial saints of the race were stunned.
"Floor No. 18?"
Qi Changfeng's eyes widened. He has only cultivated to the No.15 floor?
Decades of time...
How long has it been since this kid got this exercise?
Only the eighteenth floor?
and many more!
Shouldn't it?
A bold idea came to his mind.
No! Impossible!
How could someone be able to practice five peerless exercises to the eighteenth level at the same time?
right!
It must be impossible!
It should be the Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God, which is more suitable for him, right?
Qi Changfeng thought secretly.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Just under the stunned expressions of everyone, hundreds of thunderbolts as thick as arms, like a violent storm, one after another, bombarded on the golden light!
"Boom....Boom..."
The sound waves of violent collision spread hundreds of thousands of miles away.
However, An Heng's body remained motionless, his face calm and composed.
The purple sky thunder collided with the golden light, and shattered into countless tiny thunders, which were sucked into his dantian, mixed with the force of heaven and earth that he inhaled madly, compressed, mixed again, compressed again!
In a blink of an eye, more than half of the hundreds of thunderbolts.
That golden light is still bright.
"Too strong?" a five-star martial saint murmured.
"It's not just strong, it's ridiculously strong."
"Isn't it? No. 18th floor of the Hundred-Turn Refining God Golden Body. No wonder he has the confidence to condense the Nine-Turn Thunder Real Pill. This day's thunder can't hurt even a single hair on him."
"Don't talk about hurting him even a single hair, making him unable to take a step back."
"Nine-turn thunderbolt true pill..."
"When will my Ling family produce such a genius? Even if I, Ling Hongfang, die, I will have no regrets?"
"Tch, it seems that our Fengyun Martial Arts School is not the same."
"Same."
"Brother Pei," Lei Zhan took a deep breath and said, "Where did you find such a monster?"
Pei Jie smiled and said, "Brother Lei, do you think there is another Anheng in this world?"
Lei Zhan was startled when he heard this.
That's right, even Brother Luo, who turned the world around by himself a hundred years ago, might not be so monstrous, right?
His eyes fell on An Heng, maybe in time, the human race can produce No. 13 Martial Immortals?
Unfortunately.….
"It's too strong, I just said, An Heng is so awesome, how could he die?"
"Yeah, it's simply a well-thought-out plan, really strong."
"It turns out that this is the Nine-Turn Thunder Real Pill... If I can become a Martial Lord, even the Nine-Turn True Pill will be enough."
"Are you thinking about farts? Let alone the Nine-Turn True Pill, even if I can step into the Martial Venerable Realm, I will be satisfied."
"That's it."
The eyes of a group of human martial emperors are full of longing.
Even Li Zhan and the others were no exception.
Being able to see An Heng condense the Nine-Turn True Pill with his own eyes is also of great benefit to their practice.
"The [-]th-level golden body of a hundred-turn refining god, condensed the nine-turn thunderbolt... An Heng, you are really amazing." Fang Xuan smiled slightly, convinced.
Although there was a huge gap between him and An Heng, his fighting spirit was burning.
The thunder dispersed.
The swirl disappears.
It seemed to be a doomsday scene just now, but now the sky is bright and clear, and there are no clouds in the sky.
"Ding! The realm of the host has been upgraded to a one-star Martial Lord!" The system's reminder sounded in his mind.
"Is this the Wu Zunjing?"
An Heng looked at the sky.
A sense of tacit understanding welled up in my heart.
With a slight movement of the heart, a wave of thunder power surged, much larger than the previous one that attracted a hundred times the power of heaven and earth, because of the thunder attribute, the power is stronger!
Is this the Wu Zunjing, connecting the world?
As long as the power of this side of heaven and earth is not exhausted, it can continue to fight.
Anheng looked internally at the sea of qi in his dantian.
A fingernail-sized golden Martial Arts Pill with a round body and a purple thunderous appearance is slowly rotating.
Nine-turn Thunder Real Pill!
"call…..…"
An Heng heaved a sigh of relief, finally!
"Anheng, congratulations."
A voice sounded.
An Heng turned his head to see that Li Zhan, Liu Guo and others were slowly flying over.
"Master?"
An Heng was taken aback.
"Hehehe," Qi Changfeng smiled slightly in the messenger spirit stone, and said, "Nine-turn Thunderbolt True Pill, you're really good at it, come and meet the sect master."
"what?"
An Heng opened his eyes wide.
The next moment, a handsome man appeared in the spirit stone of communication.
"Door, Master?"
An Heng blinked, could it be that this is the gatekeeper, the master of the gate, the eight-star Martial Immortal guarding the crypt of Shanhai City?
Pei Jie smiled slightly, and said, "An Heng, your performance just now was so impressive that we were all sweating for you."
"Me? We?"
An Heng was taken aback.
"Yes, good brother, you will not forget your sister, right?" Shen Mingyue's delicate voice came out.
"Ouch," Liu Qingfeng vomited, "Old woman, you're already a hundred years old, and you eat one sister's mouth, isn't it disgusting?"
"What did you say?"
"Okay, why are you arguing again?" Wei Jing was speechless.
"Hahahaha, you two are really enemies, there is never a time when you meet without bickering."
More than a dozen voices came from the communication spirit stone one after another.
An Heng instantly understood.
Good guy, the process of condensing the nine-turn Thunder Realm Pill was broadcast live, right?
The instructors are really serious, why don't you remind yourself?
Li Zhan and the others looked wronged.
You fly so fast, you didn't even listen when I called you, didn't you?
"OK OK."
Even Pei Jie couldn't listen anymore, stopped the two of them, looked at An Heng seriously and said, "An Heng, do you really think about it, are you going to act as a sharp knife and pierce the opponent's heart? If you regret it now ,You still have time."
In an instant, there was complete silence inside and outside the spirit stone.
"Sect Master, I have already thought about it."
An Heng said with a smile: "I, the human race, can't always defend. We have to let the cultivation experience what it's like to be beaten by us."
"That's right!"
"In their place, kill their vigor!"
"Follow Big Boss Anheng!"
The Martial Emperors of the human race are all passionate at this moment, wishing they could have a hearty fight with the cultivation right now!
"it is good."
Pei Jie nodded, and said: "You dare to do it, the ancient martial saints and martial immortals, and leave it to us."
"An Heng, let's go! I will train the Martial Emperor and Martial Venerable, and kill every single one!"
"Leave the ancient martial saints to us. Unless we all die in battle, we will never let any ancient martial saints come to support us!"
"That's right!"
"Anheng! Come on!"
"Brother Anheng, sister is optimistic about you!"
"In any case, pay attention to safety, we are with you!" The martial saints of all clans said one after another.
"Um!"
An Heng nodded heavily.
His gaze swept across everyone's faces through the messenger spirit stone.
He is not alone, because at this moment, he is not fighting alone!
"Instructor, shall we start with the nearest cave?" An Heng looked at Li Zhan and said.
"it is good."
Li Zhan nodded, and said: "The closest to here should be Luyang City, a C-level cave, and the enemy seems to be the Second Highness of the Tianhe King lineage of the ancient clan."
"Your Highness the Second Highness of the Gu Clan?" An Heng's mouth curled up slightly.
Skillful.
Break through the first battle of Wu Zun, the first battle of the human race's counterattack, then start from the Luyang City Catacombs!
Anheng, come on!
Pei Jie, Lei Zhan and the others secretly said in their hearts through the transmission of Lingshi.
After all, they have no choice but to believe in An Heng!
Hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Numerous cultivators of Martial Masters and Martial Saints can be seen from afar.
"Is there anyone who wants to condense the true thunder pill?"
"Such a huge movement...could it be the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Thunder?"
"I don't know who from my ancient clan broke through to Martial Lord, who has such courage!"
"I hope he can condense into one. At that time, my ancient clan Wu Zun will have a great power."
Above the sixth-level spirit vein.
Hundreds of purple thunderbolts complement each other, illuminating the entire sky like daytime!
"Thundering True Pill!"
"It turned out to be Thunder True Pill!"
"He actually wanted to condense the true thunder pill!"
In an instant, more than a dozen martial saints exclaimed in surprise, their eyes already extremely shocked.
"Wrong! It's the Nine-Turn Thunderbolt True Pill!"
Lei Zhan let out a low cry, his face extremely ugly!
In fact, what he condensed was also Thunder True Pill!
However, it is the Seventh Rank Thunderbolt True Pill!
Even so, it is comparable to the Nine Rank Martial Dao True Pill!
But recalling the past scene, he still has lingering fears.
Because those dozens of yellow thunderbolts are too terrifying!
If it weren't for the Martial Immortal guardian that day, he would have been destroyed in body and spirit long ago.
result!
This guy in front of him actually dared to condense the Nine-Turn Thunderbolt! Hundreds of purple thunderbolts as thick as arms!
He is dying!
"Anheng!"
Qi Changfeng roared angrily.
"It's too late..."
Pei Jie sighed softly.
"This, so many thunders! I've never seen them in my life!"
"Anheng, he, is he going to die?"
"No way?"
There was despair in the eyes of the Martial Emperors.
"An Heng, you bastard..." Fang Xuan gritted his teeth.
You guy, are you too ambitious?
The Nine-rank Martial Dao True Pill is still underestimated, and the Nine-rank Thunder True Pill needs to be condensed!
These real pills with special attributes are all close to death!
"and many more!"
Liu Guo suddenly thought of something, and was about to yell out... A golden light that was extremely dazzling burst into bloom in an instant!
The dazzling light made hundreds of purple thunderbolts eclipse at this moment!
"That is!"
"Hundred Turns Alchemy Golden Body!"
"Hundred Turns Alchemy Golden Body!"
"Hundred Turns Alchemy Golden Body No. 18 Floor!"
Pei Jie's eyes widened, even if it was him, he couldn't believe it.
One hundred turns to refine the golden body of the gods, temper the body with gods, and cultivate to the first level, and can cover the surface of the body with a faint layer of golden body.
Every time one level is raised, the thickness of the golden body will increase.
And the thickness of Anheng's golden body is, without a doubt, the No. 18 layer!
Are you kidding?
Even he has only trained the Hundred-Turn Alchemy Golden Body to the fifth floor of No.20?
Nearly a hundred years!
"What? No. 18 floor!"
"No. 18th floor! How is it possible! He can practice peerless exercises to the eighteenth floor???"
"Is he a monster?"
At this moment, all martial saints of the race were stunned.
"Floor No. 18?"
Qi Changfeng's eyes widened. He has only cultivated to the No.15 floor?
Decades of time...
How long has it been since this kid got this exercise?
Only the eighteenth floor?
and many more!
Shouldn't it?
A bold idea came to his mind.
No! Impossible!
How could someone be able to practice five peerless exercises to the eighteenth level at the same time?
right!
It must be impossible!
It should be the Golden Body of the Hundred-Turn Alchemy God, which is more suitable for him, right?
Qi Changfeng thought secretly.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Just under the stunned expressions of everyone, hundreds of thunderbolts as thick as arms, like a violent storm, one after another, bombarded on the golden light!
"Boom....Boom..."
The sound waves of violent collision spread hundreds of thousands of miles away.
However, An Heng's body remained motionless, his face calm and composed.
The purple sky thunder collided with the golden light, and shattered into countless tiny thunders, which were sucked into his dantian, mixed with the force of heaven and earth that he inhaled madly, compressed, mixed again, compressed again!
In a blink of an eye, more than half of the hundreds of thunderbolts.
That golden light is still bright.
"Too strong?" a five-star martial saint murmured.
"It's not just strong, it's ridiculously strong."
"Isn't it? No. 18th floor of the Hundred-Turn Refining God Golden Body. No wonder he has the confidence to condense the Nine-Turn Thunder Real Pill. This day's thunder can't hurt even a single hair on him."
"Don't talk about hurting him even a single hair, making him unable to take a step back."
"Nine-turn thunderbolt true pill..."
"When will my Ling family produce such a genius? Even if I, Ling Hongfang, die, I will have no regrets?"
"Tch, it seems that our Fengyun Martial Arts School is not the same."
"Same."
"Brother Pei," Lei Zhan took a deep breath and said, "Where did you find such a monster?"
Pei Jie smiled and said, "Brother Lei, do you think there is another Anheng in this world?"
Lei Zhan was startled when he heard this.
That's right, even Brother Luo, who turned the world around by himself a hundred years ago, might not be so monstrous, right?
His eyes fell on An Heng, maybe in time, the human race can produce No. 13 Martial Immortals?
Unfortunately.….
"It's too strong, I just said, An Heng is so awesome, how could he die?"
"Yeah, it's simply a well-thought-out plan, really strong."
"It turns out that this is the Nine-Turn Thunder Real Pill... If I can become a Martial Lord, even the Nine-Turn True Pill will be enough."
"Are you thinking about farts? Let alone the Nine-Turn True Pill, even if I can step into the Martial Venerable Realm, I will be satisfied."
"That's it."
The eyes of a group of human martial emperors are full of longing.
Even Li Zhan and the others were no exception.
Being able to see An Heng condense the Nine-Turn True Pill with his own eyes is also of great benefit to their practice.
"The [-]th-level golden body of a hundred-turn refining god, condensed the nine-turn thunderbolt... An Heng, you are really amazing." Fang Xuan smiled slightly, convinced.
Although there was a huge gap between him and An Heng, his fighting spirit was burning.
The thunder dispersed.
The swirl disappears.
It seemed to be a doomsday scene just now, but now the sky is bright and clear, and there are no clouds in the sky.
"Ding! The realm of the host has been upgraded to a one-star Martial Lord!" The system's reminder sounded in his mind.
"Is this the Wu Zunjing?"
An Heng looked at the sky.
A sense of tacit understanding welled up in my heart.
With a slight movement of the heart, a wave of thunder power surged, much larger than the previous one that attracted a hundred times the power of heaven and earth, because of the thunder attribute, the power is stronger!
Is this the Wu Zunjing, connecting the world?
As long as the power of this side of heaven and earth is not exhausted, it can continue to fight.
Anheng looked internally at the sea of qi in his dantian.
A fingernail-sized golden Martial Arts Pill with a round body and a purple thunderous appearance is slowly rotating.
Nine-turn Thunder Real Pill!
"call…..…"
An Heng heaved a sigh of relief, finally!
"Anheng, congratulations."
A voice sounded.
An Heng turned his head to see that Li Zhan, Liu Guo and others were slowly flying over.
"Master?"
An Heng was taken aback.
"Hehehe," Qi Changfeng smiled slightly in the messenger spirit stone, and said, "Nine-turn Thunderbolt True Pill, you're really good at it, come and meet the sect master."
"what?"
An Heng opened his eyes wide.
The next moment, a handsome man appeared in the spirit stone of communication.
"Door, Master?"
An Heng blinked, could it be that this is the gatekeeper, the master of the gate, the eight-star Martial Immortal guarding the crypt of Shanhai City?
Pei Jie smiled slightly, and said, "An Heng, your performance just now was so impressive that we were all sweating for you."
"Me? We?"
An Heng was taken aback.
"Yes, good brother, you will not forget your sister, right?" Shen Mingyue's delicate voice came out.
"Ouch," Liu Qingfeng vomited, "Old woman, you're already a hundred years old, and you eat one sister's mouth, isn't it disgusting?"
"What did you say?"
"Okay, why are you arguing again?" Wei Jing was speechless.
"Hahahaha, you two are really enemies, there is never a time when you meet without bickering."
More than a dozen voices came from the communication spirit stone one after another.
An Heng instantly understood.
Good guy, the process of condensing the nine-turn Thunder Realm Pill was broadcast live, right?
The instructors are really serious, why don't you remind yourself?
Li Zhan and the others looked wronged.
You fly so fast, you didn't even listen when I called you, didn't you?
"OK OK."
Even Pei Jie couldn't listen anymore, stopped the two of them, looked at An Heng seriously and said, "An Heng, do you really think about it, are you going to act as a sharp knife and pierce the opponent's heart? If you regret it now ,You still have time."
In an instant, there was complete silence inside and outside the spirit stone.
"Sect Master, I have already thought about it."
An Heng said with a smile: "I, the human race, can't always defend. We have to let the cultivation experience what it's like to be beaten by us."
"That's right!"
"In their place, kill their vigor!"
"Follow Big Boss Anheng!"
The Martial Emperors of the human race are all passionate at this moment, wishing they could have a hearty fight with the cultivation right now!
"it is good."
Pei Jie nodded, and said: "You dare to do it, the ancient martial saints and martial immortals, and leave it to us."
"An Heng, let's go! I will train the Martial Emperor and Martial Venerable, and kill every single one!"
"Leave the ancient martial saints to us. Unless we all die in battle, we will never let any ancient martial saints come to support us!"
"That's right!"
"Anheng! Come on!"
"Brother Anheng, sister is optimistic about you!"
"In any case, pay attention to safety, we are with you!" The martial saints of all clans said one after another.
"Um!"
An Heng nodded heavily.
His gaze swept across everyone's faces through the messenger spirit stone.
He is not alone, because at this moment, he is not fighting alone!
"Instructor, shall we start with the nearest cave?" An Heng looked at Li Zhan and said.
"it is good."
Li Zhan nodded, and said: "The closest to here should be Luyang City, a C-level cave, and the enemy seems to be the Second Highness of the Tianhe King lineage of the ancient clan."
"Your Highness the Second Highness of the Gu Clan?" An Heng's mouth curled up slightly.
Skillful.
Break through the first battle of Wu Zun, the first battle of the human race's counterattack, then start from the Luyang City Catacombs!
Anheng, come on!
Pei Jie, Lei Zhan and the others secretly said in their hearts through the transmission of Lingshi.
After all, they have no choice but to believe in An Heng!
